when you're...

...dreaming with a broken heart
the waking up is the hardest part.
You roll out of bed and down on your knees,
and for the moment you can hardly breathe;
wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No she's not..
'Cause she's gone, gone, gone gone, gone...

~John Mayer, Continuum


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[a year ago today: when is the hall meeting?]